heard of honesty The. Old Gentleman Take a fooles counsell Ar. 'T is a fooles indeed A very fooles thou hast more of These flams in thee these musty doubts Is 't fit the Duke send for me And honour me to eate within his presence And I like a tal fellow play at bo-peep With his pleasure The. Take heed Of bo-peep with your pate your pate sir I speak plain language now Ar. If 't were not here Where reverence bids-me hold I would so swinge thee thou rude Unmanner'd knave take from his bounty His honour that he gives me to beget Sawcy and sullen feares The. You are not mad sure By this faire light I speak But what is whisper'd And whisper'd for a truth Ar. A dog drunken people That in their Pot see visions And turne states mad-men and children Prethee doe not follow me I tell thee I am angrie Doe not follow me The. I am as angrie As you for your heart I and as wilfull too goe like a Wood-cock And thrust your neck i th' noose Ar. I le kill thee And thou speakst but three words more Doe not follow me Exit The. A strange old foolish fellow I shall heare yet And if I doe not my part hisse at me Exit Scaene 5. Enter two Servants preparing a Banquet 1. Ser. Beleeve me fellow here will be lusty drinking Many a washt pate in wine I warrant thee 2 Ser. I am glad the old Generall 's come upon my conscience That joy will make half the Court drunk Hark the Trumpets They are comming on away 1 Ser. Wee 'll have a rowse too Exit Enter Duke Archas Burris Boroskie Attend Gent Duk. Come seat your selves Lord Archas sit you there Ar. 'T is farre above my worth Duke I le have it so Are all things ready Bor. All the Guards are set The Coutt gates shut Duk. Then doe as I prescrib'd yee Be sure no further Bor. I shall well observe ye Du. Come bring some wine here 's to my sister gentlemen A health and mirth to all Ar. Pray fill it full sir 'T is a high health to vertue here Lord Burris A maiden health you are most fit to pledge it You have a maiden soule and much I honour it Passion o' me ye are sad man Du. How now Burris Goe to no more of this Ar. Take the rowse freely 'T will warme your bloud and make ye fit for jollity Your graces pardon when we get a cup sir We old men prate a pace Du. Mirth makes a banquet As you love me no more Bur. I thank your grace Give me it Lord Boroskie Boros. I have ill braines sir Bur. Damnable ill I know it Boros. But I le pledge sir This vertuous health Enter two Servants with Cloaks Bu. The more unfit for thy mouth Du. Come bring out Robes let my guests look nobly Fit for my love and presence begin downward Off with your cloaks take new Ar. Your grace deales truely Like a munificent Prince with your poor subjects Who would not fight for you what cold dull coward Durst seek to save his life when you would aske it Begin a new health in your new adornments The Dukes the Royall Dukes ha what have I got Sir ha the robe of death Duke You have deserv'd it Ar. The livorie of the grave do you start all from me Doe I smell of earth already Sir look on me And like a man is this your entertainment Doe you bid your worthiest guests to bloudy Banquets Enter a Guard A Guard upon me too this is too foule play Boy to thy good thine honour thou wretched Ruler Thou sonne of fooles and flatterers heire of hypocrites Am I serv'd in a hearse that sav'd ye all Are ye men or devills doe ye gape upon me Wider and swallow all my services Entombe them first my faith next then my integritie And let these struggle with your mangy mindes Your sear'd and seal'd up consciences till ye burst Boros. These words are death Ar. No those deeds that want rewards sirrah Those Battells I have fought those horrid dangers Leaner then death and wilder then destruction I have march'd upon these honour'd wounds times story The bloud I have lost the youth the sorrowes suffer'd These are my death these that can ne're be recompenced These that ye sit a brooding on like Toads Sucking from my deserts the sweets and favours And render me no pay againe but poisons Bor. The proud vaine souldier thou hast set Ar. Thou lyest Now by my little time of life lyest basely Malitiously and loudly how I scorne thee If I had sweld the souldier or intended As act in person leaning to dishonour As ye would faine have forced me witnesse heaven Where clearest understanding of all truth is For these are spightfull men and know no piety When Olin came grim Olin when his marches His last Incursions made the City sweat And drove before him as a storme drives Haile Such showrs of frosted fears shook all your heart-strings Then when the Volga trembled at his terrour And hid his seven curl'd heads afraid of bruising By his arm'd horses hoofes had I been false then Or blowne a treacherous fire into the souldier Had but one sparke of villanie liv'd within me Ye 'ad had some shadow for this black about me Where was your souldiership why went not you out And all your right honourable valour with ye Why met ye not the Tartar and defi'd him Drew your dead-doing sword and buckl'd with him Shot through his Squadrons like a fierie Meteor And as we see a dreadfull clap of thunder Rend the stiffe hearted Oakes and tosse their roots up Why did not you so charge him you were sick then You that dare taint my credit slipt to bed then Stewing and fainting with the feares ye had A whorson shaking fit opprest your Lordship Blush Coward knave and all the world hisse at thee Duk. Exceed not my command Exit Bor. I shall observe it Exit Ar. Are you gone too Come weep not honest Burris Good loving Lord no more teares 'T is not his malice This fellowes malice nor the Dukes displeasure By bold bad men crowded into his nature Can startle me fortune ne're raz'd this Fort yet I am the same the same man living dying The same mind to 'em both I poize thus equall Onely the jugling way that told me to it The Judas way to kisse me bid me welcome And cut my throat a little sticks upon me Farewell commend me to his grace and tell him The world is full of servants he may have many And some I wish him honest hee 's undone else But such another doating Archas never So try'd and touch'd a faith farewell for ever Bur. Be strong my Lord you must not go thus lightly Ar. Now what 's to doe what sayes the Law unto me Give me my great offence that speaks me guilty Bor. Laying aside a thousand petty matters As scornes and insolencies both from your selfe and followers Which you
So leave me for a while Sep. Ever your Creature Exit Pho. Good day Achoreus my best friend Achillas Hath fame delivered yet no certaine rumour Of the great Roman action Achil. That we are To enquire and learn of you Sir whose grave care For Egypts happinesse and great Ptolomies good Have eyes and eares in all parts Enter Ptolomy Labienus Guard Pho. I 'le not boast What my Intelligence costs me but ere long You shall know more The King with him a Roman Ach. The scarlet livery of unfortunate war Dy'de deeply on his face Achil. 'T is Labienus Caesars Lieutenant in the wars of Gaul And fortunate in all his undertakings But since these Civill Jars he turn'd to Pompey And though he followed the better Cause Not with the like successe Pho. Such as are wise Leave falling buildings flye to those that rise But more of that hereafter Lab. In a word Sir These gaping wounds not taken as a slave Speake Pompeys osse to tell you of the Battaile How many thousand severall bloody shapes Death wore tha day in triumph how we bore The shocke of Caesars charge or with what fury His souldiers came on as if they had been So many Caesars and like him ambitious To tread upon the liberty of Rome How Fathers kill'd their Sons or Sons their Fathers Or how the Roman Peils on either side Drew Roman blood which spent the Prince of weapons The sword succeeded which in Civill wars Appoints the Tent on which wing'd victory Shall make a certaine Stand then how the Plaines Flowd o're with blood and what a cloud of vulturs And other birds of prey hung o're both armies Attending when their ready Servitors The souldiers from whom the angry gods Had tooke all sense of reason and of pity Would serve in their owne carkasses for a feast How Caesar with his Javelin force'd them on That made the least stop when their angry hands Were lifted up against some known friends face Then comming to the body of the army He shews the sacred Senate and forbids them To waste their force upon the Common souldier Whom willingly if ere he did know pity He would have spar'd Ptol. The reason Labienus Lab. Full well he knows that in their blood he was To passe to Empire and that through their bowels He must invade the Laws of Rome and give A period to the liberty of the world Then fell the Lepidi and the bold Corvini The fam'd Torquati Scipio's and Marcelli Names next to Pompeys most renown'd on earth The Nobles and the Commons lay together And Pontique Punique and Assyrian blood Made up one crimson Lake which Pompey seeing And that his and the fate of Rome had left him Standing upon the Ramper of his Camp Though scorning all that could fall on himselfe He pities them whose fortunes are embarqu'd In his unlucky quarrell cryes aloud too That they should sound retreat and save themselves That he desir'd not so much noble blood Should be lost in his service or attend On his misfortunes and then taking horse With some few of his friends he came to Lesbos And with Cornelia his Wife and Sons He 's touch'd upon your shore the King of Parthia Famous in his defeature of the Crassi Offer'd him his protection but Pompey Relying on his Benefits and your Faith Hath chosen Aegypt for his Sanctuary Till he may recollect his scattered powers And try a second day now Ptolomy Though he appeare not like that glorious Thing That three times rode in triumph and gave lawes To conquer'd Nations and made Crownes his guift As this of yours your noble Father tooke From his victorious hand and you still weare it At his devotion to do you more honour In his declinde estate as the straightst Pyne In a full grove of his yet flourishing friends He flyes to you for succour and expects The entertainment of your Fathers friend And Guardian to your selfe Ptol. To say I grieve his fortune As much as if the Crowne I weare his gift Were ravish'd from me is a holy truth Our Gods can witnesse for me yet being young And not a free disposer of my self Let not a few hours borrowed for advice Beget suspition of unthankfulnesse Which next to hell I hate pray you retire And take a little rest and let his wounds Be with that care attended as they were Carv'd on my flesh good Labienus thinke The little respite I desire shall be Wholly emploid to find the readiest way To doe great Pompey service Lab. May the gods As you intend protect you Exit Ptol. Sit sit all It is my pleasure your advice and freely Ach. A short deliberation in this May serve to give you counsell to be honest Religious and thankfull in themselves Are forcible motives and can need no flourish Or glosse in the perswader your kept faith Though Pompey never rise to the height he 's fallen from Caesar himselfe will love and my opinion Is still committing it to graver censure You pay the debt you owe him with the hazard Of all you can call yours Ptol. What 's yours Photinus Pho. Achoreus great Ptolomy hath counsaild Like a religious and honest man Worthy the honour that he justly holds In being Priest to Isis But alas What in a man sequesterd from the world Or in a private person is preferd No policy allows of in a King To be or just or thankfull makes Kings guilty And faith though prais'd is punish'd that supports Such as good Fate forsakes joyne with the gods Observe the man they favour leave the wretched The Stars are not more distant from the Earth Then profit is from honesty all the power Prerogatives and greatnesse of a Prince Is lost if he descend once but to steere His course as what 's right guides him let him leave The Scepter that strives only to be good Since Kingdomes are maintain'd by force and blood Ach. Oh wicked Ptol. Peace goe on Pho. Proud Pompey shews how much he scorns your youth In thinking that you cannot keepe your owne From such as are ore-come If you are tired With being a King let not a stranger take What nearer pledges challenge resigne rather The government of Aegypt and of Nyle To Cleopatra that has title to them At least defend them from the Roman gripe What was not Pompeys while the wars endured The Conquerour will not challenge by all the world Forsaken and despis'd your gentle Guardian His hopes and fortunes desperate makes choise of What Nation he shall fall with and pursu'd By their pale Ghosts slaine in this Civill War He flyes not Caesar only but the Senate Of which the greater part have cloid the hunger Of sharpe Pharsalian fowle he flies the Nations That he drew to his Quarrell whose Estates Are sunk in his and in no place receiv'd Hath found out Aegypt by him yet not ruin'd And Ptolomy things consider'd justly may Complaine of Pompey wherefore should he staine Our Aegypt with the spots of Civill warre Or make
man Siph. But Chilax Where are her women Chi. None but your Graces Sister Because she would have it privat to the world yet Knowes of this businesse Siph. I shall thanke the Chilax Thou art a carefull man Chi. Your Graces servant Siph. I 'le find a fit place for thee Chi. If you will not There 's a good Lady will she points yee forward Away and take your fortune not a word sir So you are greas'd I hope Exit Siph. Cloe. manet Chi. Enter Stremon Foole and Boy Chi. Stremon Foole Picus Where have you left your Lord Strem. I' th' Temple Chilax Chi. Why are ye from him Strem. Why the King is with him And all the Lords Chi. Is not the Princesse there too Strem. Yes And the strangest coile amongst 'em She weeps bitterly The King entreats and frownes my Lord like Autumne Drops off his hopes by handfulls all the Temple Sweats with this Agonie Chi. Where 's young Polidor Strem. Dead as they said o' th' sudden Chi. Dead Strem. For certaine But not yet knowne abroad Chi. There 's a new trouble A brave young man he was but we must all die Strem. Did not the Generall meet you this morning Like a tall stallion Nun Chi. No more a that Boy Strem. You had been ferreting Chi. That 's all one Foole My Master foole that taught my wits to traffique What has your wisdome done how have you profited Out with your Audit come you are not emptie Put out mine eye with twelve pence do you shaker What thinke you of this shaking here 's with coxcombe Ha boyes ha my fine rascalls here 's a Ring Pulls out a Purse How right they goe Foole. O let me ring the fore-bell Chi. And here are thumpers Chickens golden rogues â—it wit ye rascalls Foole. I have a Sty here Chilax Chi. I have no gold to cure it not a penny Not one crosse Cavalier we are dull Sou'diers Grosse heavy-headed fellowes fight for victualls Foole. Why ye are the spirits of the time Chi. By no meanes Foole. The valiant firie Chi. Fy fie no Foole. Be-lee-me sir Chi. I woo'd I could sir Fool. I will satisfie ye Chi. But I will not content you alas poore boy Thou shewst an honest nature weepes for thy Master There 's a red rogue to buy thee handkerchers Foole. A was an honest Gentleman I have lost too Chi. Ye have indeed your labour Foole but Stremon Doest thou want money too no virtue living No firking out at fingers ends Strem. It seemes so Chi. Will ye all serve me Strem. Yes when ye are Lord Generall For lesse I will not goe Chi. There 's gold for thee then Thou hast a souldiers minde Foole Fool. Here your first man Chi. I will give thee for thy wit for 't is a fine wit A daintie diving wit hold up just nothing Goe graze i' th' commons yet I am mercifull There 's six pence buy a Saucer steale an old gowne And beg i' th' Temple for a Prophet come away boyes Let 's see how things are carried Foole up sirra You may chance get a dinner Boy your preferment I 'le undertake for your brave Masters sake You shall not perish Fool. Chilax Chi. Please me well Foole And you shall light my pipes Away to th' Temple But stay the Kings here sport upon sport Boyes Enter King Lords Siphax kneeling Cloe with a Vaile King What would you have Captaine Speake suddenly for I am wondrous busie Siph. A Pardon Royall sir King For what Siph. For that Which was heav'ns will should not be mine alone sir My marrying with this Lady King It needs no Pardon For marriage is no sin Si. Not in it selfe sir But in presuming too much Yet heav'n knowes So does the Oracle that cast it on me And the Princesse royall sir King What Princesse Siph. O be not angrie my dread King your Sister King My sister she 's i' th' Temple man Siph. She is here sir Lord The Captain 's mad she is kneeling at the Altar King I know she is with all my heart good Captain I do forgive ye both be unvail'd Lady Puts off her vaile Will ye have more forgivenes the mans frantick Come let 's goe bring her out God give yee joy sir Siph. How Cloe my old Cloe Exit King Lords Cloe. Even the same sir Chi. Gods give your manhood much content Strem. The Princesse Lookes something mustie since her comming over Fool. 'T were good youl 'd brush her over Siph. Fooles and Fidlers Make sport at my abuse too Foole. O 't is the nature Of us Fooles to make bold with one another But you are wise brave sirs Chi. Cheere up your Princesse Believe it sir the King will not be angry Or say he were why 't was the Oracle The Oracle and like your Grace the Oracle Strem. And who most mighty Siphax Siph. With mine owne whore Cloe. With whom els should ye marry speak your conscience Will ye transgresse the law of Armes that ever Rewards the Souldier with his owne sins Siph. Devills Cloe. Ye had my maiden-head my youth my sweetnes Is it not justice then Siph. I see it must be But by this hand I 'le hang a lock upon thee Cloe. You shall not need my honesty shall doe it Siph. If there be wars in all the world Cloe. I 'le with ye For you know I have bin a souldier Come curse on when I need another Oracle Chi. Send for me Siphax I 'le fit ye with a Princesse And so to both your honours Foole. And your graces Siph. The Devill grace ye all Cloe. God a mercy Chilax Chi. Shall we laugh halfe an houre now Strem. No the King comes And all the traine Chi. Away then our Act 's ended Exeunt Enter King Calis Memnon and Cleanthe Curtisan Lords King You know he do's deserve ye loves ye dearly You know what bloody violence had us'd The Hearse ready Polidor Eumenes Captains Upon himselfe but that his brother crost it You know the same thoughts still inhabit in him And covet to take birth Look on him Lady The wars have not so far consum'd him yet Cold age disabled him or sicknesse sunk him To be abhorr'd looke on his Honour sister That beares no stamp of time no wrinkles on it No sad demolishment nor death can reach it Looke with the eyes of heaven that nightlie waken To view the wonders of my glorious Maker And not the weaknesse looke with your vertuous eyes And then clad royaltie in all his conquests His matchlesse love hung with a thousand merits Eternall youth attending Fame and Fortune Time and Oblivion vexing at his vertues He shall appeare a miracle looke on our dangers Looke on the publique ruine Calis O deare brother King Fie let us not like proud and greedy waters Gaine to give off againe this is our Sea And you his Cynthia govern him take heed His stouds have bin as hie and full as any And gloriously now is got up to the girdle The
of In stature you are a Giantesse and your Tailour Takes measure of you with a Iacobs staffe Or he can never reach you this by the way For your large size Now in a word or two To treat of your Complexion were decorum You are so far from faire I doubt your Mother Was too familliar with the Moore that serv'd her Your Limbes and Features I passe breifely over As things not worth description and come roundly To your soule if you have any for 't is doubtfull Viol. I laugh at this proceed Iam. This Soule I speake of Or rather salt to keepe this heape of flesh From being a walking stench like a large Inne Stands open for the entertainement of All impious practises but ther 's no Corner An honest thought can take up and as it were not Sufficient in your self to comprehend All wicked plots you have taught the Foole my Brother By your contagion almost to put off The nature of the man and turn'd him Devill Because he should be like you and I hope Will march to hell together I have spoken And if the limming you in your true Colours Can make the Painter gracious I stand readie For my reward or if my words distaste you I weigh it not for though your Groomes were ready To cut my throat for 't be assur'd I cannot Use other Language Viol. You thinke you have said now Like a brave fellow in this Womans War You ever have bin train'd spoke big but suffer'd Like a tame Asse and when most spur'd and gall'd Were never Master of the Spleene or Spirit That could raise up the anger of a man And force it into action Iam. Yes vile Creature Wer 't thou a subject worthy of my Sword Or that thy death this moment could call home My banish'd hopes thou now wer 't dead dead woman But being as thou art it is sufficient I scorne thee and contemne thee Viol. This shewes nobly I must confesse it I am taken with it For had you kneeld and whind and shew'd a base And low deiected mind I had despis'd you This Bravery in your adverse fortune conquers And do's command me and upon the sudaine I feele a kind of pittie growing in me For your misfortunes pittie some sayes the Parent Of future love and I repent my part So far in what you have suffered that I could But you are cold doe something to repaire What your base Brother such Iami I thinke him Hath brought to ruine Iam. Ha Viol. Be not amaz'd Our injuries are equall in his Bastard You are familliar with what I grone for And though the name of Husband holds a tye Beyond a Brother I a poore weake Woman Am sensible and tender of a wrong And to revenge it would break through all letts That durst oppose me Iam. Is it possible Viol. By this kisse start not thus much as a stranger You may take from me But if you were pleas'd I should select you as a bosome Friend I would print 'em thus and thus Iam. Keepe off Viol. Come neare Neere into the Cabinet of my Counsailes Simplicity and patience dwell with Fooles And let them beare those burthens which wise men Boldly shake off Be mine and ioyne with me And when that I have rais'd you to a fortune Doe not deny your selfe the happie meanes You 'l looke on me with more iudicious eies And sweare I am most faire Iam. What would this Woman The purpose of these words speake not in ridles And when I understand what you would counsell My answer shall be suddaine Viol. Thus then Iami The objects of our fury are the same For young Ascanio whom you snake like hug'd Frozen with wants to death in your warme bosome Lives to supplant you in your certaine hopes And kills in me all comfort Iam. Now 't is plaine I apprehend you and were he remov'd Viol. You once againe were the undoubted heire Iam. 'T is not to be denyed I was ice before But now ye have fir'd me Viol. I 'l add fuell to it And by a nearer cut doe you but steere As I direct you bring our Bark into The Port of happines Iam. How Viol. By Henriques death But you 'l say hee 's your Brother in great fortunes Which are epitomes of States Kingdomes Dishes covered with papers in each ready The politicke brooke no Rivalls Iam. Excellent For sure I thinke out of a scrupulous feare To feed in expectation when I may Dispensing but a little with my conscience Come into full possession would not argue One that desir'd to thrive Viol. Now you speake like A man that knowes the World Jam. I needs must learne That have so good a Tutresse And what thinke you Don Henrique and Ascanio cut off That none may live that shall desire to trace us In our black pathes if that Octavio His foster Father and the sad Iacinta Faith pittie her and free her from her Sorrowes Should fall Companions with 'em When we are red With murther let us often bath in blood The collour will be scarlet Viol. And that 's glorious And will protect the fact Jam. Suppose this don If undiscovered we may get for money As that you know buyes any thing in Rome A dispensation Viol. And be married Jam. True Or if it be knowne trusse up our Gold and Jewells And fly to some free State and there with scorne Viol. Laugh at the lawes of Spaine 'T were admirable Iam. We shall beget rare Children I am rap'd with The meere imagination Viol. Shall it be don Iam. Shall t is too tedious furnish me with meanes To hire the instruments and to your self Say it is done already I will shew you Ere the Sun set how much you have wrought upon me Your province is onely to use some meanes To send my Brother to the Grove that 's neighbour To the west Port of th' Citie leave the rest To my owne practise I have talk'd too long But now will doe this kisse with my Confession To worke a fell revenge A mans a foole If not instructed in a Womans Schoole Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Bartolus Algazeirs and a Paratour The Table set out and stooles Bar. You are well enough disguiz'd furnish the Table Make no shew what ye are till I discover Not a soule knowes ye here be quick and dilligent These youthes I have invited to a Breakefast But what the Sawce will be I am of opinion I shall take off the edges of their Appetites And greaze their gums for eating hartily This month or two they have plaid their prizes with me And with their severall flurts they have lighted dangerously But sure I shall be quit I heare 'em comming Goe off and wait the bringing in your service And doe it handsomely you know where to have it Enter Millanes Arsenio Lopez Diego Wellcome i'Faith Ars. That 's well said honest Lawyer Lop. Said like a Neighbour Bar. Wellcome all all over And let 's be merry Mil. To that end we
yet to prove a knave too Hem. 'T is to prove honest 't is to do good service Service for him thou art sworn to for thy Prince Then for thy selfe that good what fool would live here Poore and in misery subject to all dangers Law and lewd people can inflict when bravely And to himselfe he may be law and credit Hub. Shall I believe thee Hem. As that thou holdst most holy Hub. Ye may play tricks Hem. Then let me never live more Hub. Then you shall see Sir I will do a service That shall deserve indeed Hem. 'T is well said hunts-man And thou shalt be well thought of Hub. I will do it 't is not your letting free for that 's meer nothing But such a service if the Earl be noble He shall for ever love me Hem. What is 't hunts-man Hub. Do you know any of these people live here Hem. No Hub. You are a foole then here be those to have 'em I know the Earl so well would make him caper Hem. Any of the old Lords that rebel'd Hub. Peace all I know 'em every one and can betray 'em Hem. But wilt thou doe this service Hub. If you 'l keep Your faith and free word to me Hem. Wilt thou swear me Hub. No no I will beleeve ye more then that too Here 's the right heire Hem. O honest honest hunts-man Hub. Now how to get these Gallants ther 's the matter You will be constant 't is no work for me else Hem. Will the Sun shine agen Hub. The way to get 'em Hem. Propound it and it shall be done Hub. No sleight For they are Devillish crafty it concerns 'em Nor reconcilement for they dare not trust neither Must doe this tricke Hem. By force Hub. I that must doe it And with the person of the Earl himselfe Authority and mighty must come on 'em Or else in vaine and thus I would have ye do it To morrow-night be here a hundred men will bear 'em So he be there for he 's both wise and valiant And with his terrour will strike dead their forces The houre be twelve a clock now for a guide To draw ye without danger on these persons The woods being thicke and hard to hit my selfe With some few with me made unto our purpose Beyond the wood upon the plain will wait ye By the great Oke Hem. I know it keep thy faith hunts-man And such a showr of wealth Hub. I warrant ye Misse nothing that I tell ye Hem. No Hub. Farewell You have your liberty now use it wisely And keep your houre goe closer about the wood there For feare they spy you Hem. Well Hub. And bring no noyse with ye Hem. All shall be done to 'th purpose farewel hunts-mā Exit Enter Gerrard Higgen Prig Ginks Snap Ferret Ger. Now what 's the news in towne Ginks. No news but joy Sir Every man wooing of the noble Merchant Who has his hearty commendations to ye Fer Yes this is news this night he 's to be married Ginks. by 'th masse that 's true he marryes Vandoncks daughter The dainty black-ey'd bell Hig. I would my clapper Hung in his baldricke what a peale could I ring Ger. Marryed Gin. 'T is very true Sir ô the pyes The piping-hot mince-pyes Prig. O the Plum-pottage Hig. For one leg of a goose now would I ventura limb boys I love a fat goose as I love allegiance And upon the Boors too well they know it And therefore starve their powltry Ger. To be married To Vandonks daughter Hig. O this pretious Merchant What sport he will haue but hark ye brother Prig Shall we do nothing in the fore-said wedding Ther 's money to be got and meate I take it What thinke ye of a morise Prig. No by no meanes That goes no further then the street there leaves us Now we must think of something that must draw us Into the bowels of it into 'th buttery Into the Kitchin into the Cellar something That that old drunken Burgo-master loves What think ye of a wassell Hig. I think worthily Prig. And very fit it should be thou and Ferret And Ginks to sing the Song I for the structure Which is the bowle Hig. Which must be up-sey English Strong lusty London beer let 's think more of it Ger. He must not marry Enter Hubert Hub. By your leave in private One word Sir with ye Gerrard do not start me I know ye and he knows ye that best loves ye Hubert speakes to ye and you must be Gerrard The time invites you to it Ger. Make no show then I am glad to see you Sir and I am Gerrard How stands affaires Hub. Faire if ye dare now follow Hemskirke I have let goe and these my causes I 'le tell ye privately and how I have wrought him And then to prove me honest to my friends Looke upon these directions you have seen his Hig. Then will I speak a speech and a brave speech In praise of Merchants where 's the Ape Prig. Take him A gowty Beare-ward stole him the other day Hig. May his Beares worry him that Ape had paid it What dainty tricks o' that whorson Bear-ward In his french doublet with his baster'd bullions In a long stock ty'd up o how daintily Would I have made him waite and change a trencher Cary a cup of wine ten thousand stinks Waite on thy mangy soule thou lowzy Bear-ward Ger. T is passing well I both beleeve and joy in 't And will be ready keepe you here the meane while And keepe this in I must a while forsake ye Upon mine anger no man stir this two houres Hig. Not to the wedding sir Ger. Not any whither Hig. The wedding must be seene sir we want meat too VVe be monstrous out of meat Prig. Shall it be spoken Fatt Capon shak't their tailes at 's in defiance And turkey toombs such honorable monuments Shall piggs sir that the Persons selfe would envy And deintie Ducks Ger. Not a word more obey me Exit Ger. Hig. VVhy then come dolefull death this is flat tyrany And by this hand Hub. VVhat Hig. I le goe sleepe upon 't Exit Hig. Prig. Nay and there be a wedding and we wanting Farewell our happie daies we doe obey sir Exeunt Scaena Quinta Enter two young Merchants 1 Mer. VVell met sir you are for this lusty wedding 2. Mer. I am so so are you I take it 1. Mer. Yes And it much glads me that to doe him service Who is the honour of our trade and luster VVe meet thus happily 2. Mer. He 's a noble fellow And well becomes a bride of such a beauty 1. Mer. She is passing faire indeed long may their loves Continue like their youths in spring of sweetnesse All the young Merchants will be here No doubt on 't For he that comes not to attend this wedding The curse of a most blind one fall upon him A lowd wife and a lazie here 's Vanlock Enter Vanlock and Francis Vanl. VVell overtaken
gentlemen save ye 1. Mer. The same to you sir save ye faire Mistris Francis I would this happie night might make you blush too Vanl. She dreames a pace Fran. That 's but a drowsie fortune 3. Mer. Nay take us with ye too we come to that end I am sure ye are for the wedding Vanl. Hand and heart man And what their feet can doe I could have tript it Before this whorson gout Enter Gerrard Ger. Blesse ye Masters Vanl. Clause how now Clause thou art come to see thy Master And a good master he is to all poore people In all his joy t is honestly don of thee Ger. Long may hee live sir but my businesse now is If you would plase to doe it and to him too Enter Florez Vanl. He 's heere himselfe Flo. Stand at the doore my friends I pray walke in welcome faire Mistris Francis See what the house affords ther 's a young Lady VVill bid you welcome Vanl. VVe joy your happinesse Exit Flo. I hope It will be so Clause nobly welcome My honest my best friend I have been carefull To see thy monys Ger. Sir that brought not me Do you know this Ring againe Flo. Thou hadst it of me Ger. And do you well remēber yet the boone you gave me Upon returne of this Flo. Yes and I grant it Be it what it will aske what thou can'st I 'le do it Within my power Ger. Ye are not married yet Flo. No Ger. Faith I shall aske you that that will disturb ye But I must put ye to your promise Flo. Do And if I faint and flinch in 't Ger. Well said Master And yet it grieves me too and yet it must be Flo. Prethee distrust me not Ger. You must not marry That 's part of the power you gave me which to make up You must presently depart and follow me Flo Not marry Clause Ger. Not if you keep your promise And give me power to aske Flo. Pre'thee thinke better I will obey by heaven Ger. I have thought the best Sir Flo. Give me thy reason do'st thou feare her honesty Ger. Chaste as the yee for any thing I know Sir Flo. Why should'st thou light on that then to what purpose Ger. I must not now discover Flo. Must not marry Shall I breake now when my poore hart is pawn'd When all the preparation Ger. Now or never Flo. Come 't is not that thou would'st thou dost but fright me Ger. Upon my soule it is Sir and I binde ye Flo. Clause can'st thou be so cruell Ger. You may breake Sir But never more in my thoughts appeare honest Flo. Did'st ever see her Ger. No Flo. She is such a thing O Clause she is such a wonder such a mirror For beauty and faire vertue Europe has not Why hast thou made me happy to undo me But looke upon her then if thy heart relent not I 'le quit her presently who waites there Ser. within Sir Flo. Bid my faire love come hither and the company Pre'thee be good unto me take a mans hart And looke upon her truly take a friends hart And feele what misery must follow this Ger. Take you a noble hart and keep your promise I forsooke all I had to make you happy Enter Bertha Van-donck and the rest Merchants Can that thing call'd a woman stop your goodnesse Flo. Looke there she is deale with me as thou wilt now Did'st ever see a fayrer Ger. She is most goodly Flo. Pray ye stand still Ber. What ayles my love Flo. Did'st thou ever By the faire light of heaven behold a sweeter O that thou knew'st but love or ever felt him Looke well looke narrowly upon her beauties 1. Mer. Sure h 'as some strange designe in hand he starts so 2 Mer. This Beggar has a strong power over his pleasure Flo. View all her body Ger. 'T is exact and excellent Flo. Is she a thing then to be lost thus lightly Her mind is ten times sweeter ten times nobler And but to heare her speak a Paradise And such a love she beares to me a chaste love A vertuous faire and fruitfull love 't is now too I am ready to enjoy it the Priest ready Clause To say the holy words shall make us happy This is a cruelty beyond mans study All these are ready all our joyes are ready And all the expectation of our friends T will be her death to do it Ger. Let her dye then Flo. Thou canst not 't is impossible Ger. It must be Flo. 'T will kil me too 't wil murder me by heaven Claus I 'le give thee halfe I have come thou shalt save me Ger. Then you must goe with me I can stay no longer If ye be true and noble Flo. Hard heart I 'le follow Pray ye all goe in againe and pray be merry I have a weighty businesse give my cloake there Enter Servant with a Cloake Concerns my life and state make no enquiry This present houre befaln me with the soonest I shall be here againe nay pray goe in Sir And take them with you t is but a night lost Gentlemen Van. Come come in we will not loose our meat yet Nor our good mirth he cannot stay long from her I am sure of that Flo. I will not stay beleeve Sir Exit Gertrud a word with you Ber. Why is this stop Sir Flo. I have no more time left me but to kisse thee And tell thee this I am ever thine farewell wench Exit Be. And is that all your ceremony Is this a wedding Are all my hopes and prayers turnd to nothing Well I will say no more nor sigh nor sorrow oh me Till to thy face I prove thee false Exit Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Bertha and a Boore Ber. LEad if thou thinkst we are right why dost thou make These often stands thou saidst thou knewst the way Boo. Fear nothing I doe know it would t were homeward Ber. Wrought from me by a Beggar at the time That most should tye him T is some other Love That hath a more command on his affections And he that fetcht him a disguised Agent Not what he personated for his fashion Was more familiar with him and more powerfull Then one that ask'd an almes I must finde out One if not both kind darknesse be my shrowd And cover loves too curious search in me For yet suspition I would not name thee Boor. Mistris it grows some-what pretty and dark Ber. What then Boor. Nay nothing do not thinke I am afraid Although perhaps you are Ber. I am not forward Boo. Sure but you are give me your hand fear nothing There 's one leg in the wood do not pull backward What a sweate one on 's are in you or I Pray God it do not prove the plague yet sure It has infected me for I sweat too It runs out at my knees feele feele I pray you Ber. What ailes the fellow Boor. Hark hark I besech you Doe you heare nothing Ber. No
speake to Allex. If your worship will do me the favour Sir to me Mer. Mounseir Poultron Coukew Cullione Besay Man cur Allex. Awe Mounseir Moth. Ha ha ha this fine indeed gods blessing on thy hart Son by my troth thou art growne a proper Gentleman cullen and pullen good god what saucey words they use beyond the seas ha ha ha Allex. Did not you sweare right Mer. Yes good Allexander if you had done so to But good Mother I am very hungry and have rid farr to day and am fasting Moth. You shall have your supper presently my sweet Sonne Mer. As soone as you please which once ended I 'le go and visit you sicke gentlewoman Mo. Come then Exeun t. Enter Antonio like a Post with a letter Ant. I have ridden like a fury to make up this worke and I will do it bravely ere I leave it this is the house I am sure Enter Allexander Allex. Whood you speake with Sir Ant. Marry Sir I would speake with a Gentlewoman came this night late heere from the City I have some letters of Importance to her I am a Post Sir and would bee dispatch'd in hast Allex. Sir cannot I deliver 'em for the truth is shee 's ill and in her chamber Ant. Pray pardon me I must needes speake with her my businesse is so weighty Allex. I 'le tell her so and bring you present word Ant. Pray do so and I 'le attend her pray god the griefe of my imaginde death spoyle not what I intend I hope it will not Enter Allexander Allex. Though she be very ill and desires no trouble Yet If your businesse be so urgent you may come up and speake with her Ant. I thanke you Sir I follow you Exit Allex. Enter Wife Wife What should this fellow be i' th name of heaven that comes with such Post businesse sure my husband hath reveal'd himselfe and in this hast sent after me are you the Post my friend Enter Antonio Ant. Yes for sooth Mistris Wife What good newes hast thou brought me gentle Post For I have woe and griefe too much already Ant. I would you had lesse Mistris I could wish it beshrow my hart she moves me cruelly Wife Have I found you once more Iugler well Iewell thou hast onely vertue in thee of all I read of yet what eares has this asse to betray him with well what 's your businesse then Ant. I have brought a letter from your servant Mistris in hast Wife Pray give it me I hope the best still Ant. This is the upshot and I know I have hit it Well if the spirits of the dead do walke I shall Heare more of this one hundred yeares hence Wife By any meanes you must have speciall care for now the Citty is possest for certaine my Master is made away which for ought I knowe is a truth indeed good Mistris leave your griefe and see your danger and let that wise and noble Gentleman with whome you are bee your right hand in all things Ant. Now do I know I have the better on 't by the languishing of her eye at this neere instant 't is stil simming in her blood in coyning somewhat to turne Mercury I know it Wife He is my husband and 't is reasonable he should command in all things since he will be an asse again the haire at his one perill be it in the morne you shall have a packet 'till I must intreate you stay you shall not loose by it Ant. I do not doubt it Mistris I 'le leave you to your rest and waite your pleasure Wife Do and speake out the Gentleman of the house bid him come to me presently Ant. Who Mr. Mercury Wife Do you know him post Ant. Onely by sight forsooth now I remember your servant wild me to let you know he is the onely man you and your fortunes are now to rest upon Wife Prethee no more I know all this already Ant. I 'le take my leave now I am made for ever Exit Wife Good night I am provided for you my fine youth Exit Enter Mother beating Viola Allexander with a broken glasse Mother I 'le make thee have more care Viola Good Mistris pardon me Moth. Thou't neere be good I warrant thee can your fine fingers hold no faster Viola Indeed it was against my will Moth. Allexander let 's see the glasse as I am true kirsome woman it is one of the christall glasses my cozen sent mee and the baggage hath broake it where it cannot bee mended Allexander can Humfrey mend this thinke you Allex. No truly this will neere be mended Viola Truly I meant but to wash it for the Gentlewoman that is sick above and shaking out the water knockt it against the paile side Moth. Did you so be sure I 'le stop it 't will make a good gap in your quarters wages can tell you Viola I pray forgive me and let me have no wages this first quarter Moth. Go whimling and fetch two or three grating loaves out of the kitching to make gingerbread of 't is such an untoward thing Exit Viola Allex. Shee 's somewhat simple indeed she knew not what a kimnell was she wants good nurture mightily Moth. My Sonne tells me Allexander that this young widdow meanes to sojourne here she offers largly for her board I may offer her good cheere prey thee make a step i' th morning downe to the parsonage for some Pigions what are you mad there what noyse is that are you at bowles within why do you whine Enter Viola weeping Viola I have done another fault I beseech you sweete Mistris forgive me Mother What 's the matter Viola As I was reaching for the bread that lay upon the shelfe I have throwne downe the minct meate that should have made the pyes to morrow Moth. Get thee out of my house thou filthy destroying Harlot thou I 'le not keepe thee an howre longer Viola Good Mistris beate me rather for my fault as much as it deserves I do not know whether to go Moth. No I warrant thee out of my dores Viola Indeed I 'le mend I pray speake you for me Allex. If thou had'st hurl'd downe any thing but the pye meate I would have spoake for thee but I cannot finde in my hart now Moth. Art thou here yet I thinke I must have an officer to thrust thee out of my dores must I Viola Why you may stop this in my wages too For Gods sake do I 'le finde my selfe this yeare And let me stay Mer. Thou't spoyle ten times as much I 'le cudgell thee out of my dores Viola I am assur'd you are more mercifull Then thus to beate me and discharge me too Moth. Dost thou dispute with mee Allexander carry the prating hilding forth Viola Good Mistris heare me I have heere a Jewell My Mother left me and 't is something worth Receive it and when all my faultes together Come to the worth of that then turne me forth 'Till then I pray
valiant Collonell I am come to chide ye To pitty ye to kill ye if these faile me Fie what dishonour seeke ye what blacke infamy Why do ye draw out thus draw all shame with ye Are these fit cares in subjects I command ye Lay downe your armes againe move in that peace That faire obedience you were bred in Put. Charge us We come not here to argue The. Charge up bravely And hotly too we have hot spleenes to meet ye Enter Ar. Gent. Soul Hot as the shames are offer'd us Bur. Looke behind ye Do you see that old man do you know him Souldiers Put. Your father sir beleeve me Bur. You know his marches You have seene his executions is it yet peace The. Wee 'l dye here first Bur. Farewell you 'l heare on 's presently Ar. Stay Burris this is too poore too beggerly a body To beare the honour of a charge from me A sort of tatterd Rebels go provide Gallowses Ye are troubled with hot heads I 'le coole ye presently These looke like men that were my Souldiers Now I behold 'em neerly and more narrowly My honest friends where got they these faire figures Where did they steale these shapes Bur. They are strooke already Ar. Do you see that fellow there that goodly Rebell He lookes as like a Captaine I lov'd tenderly A fellow of a faith indeed Bur. He has sham'd him Ar. And that that beares the Collors there most certaine So like an Ancient of mine owne a brave fellow A loving and obedient that beleeve me Burris I am amaz'd and troubled and were it not I know the generall goodnesse of my people The duty and the truth the steadfast honestie And am assur'd they would as soone turne devils As Rebells to allegeance for mine honour Bu. Here needs no wars Put. I pray forgive us sir Anc. Good Generall forgive us or use your sword Your words are double death All Good noble Generall Bur. Pray sir be mercifull Ar. Weep out your shames first Ye make me foole for companie fie Souldiers My Souldiers too and play these tricks what 's he there Sure I have seen his face too yes most certaine I have a son but I hope he is not here now Would much resemble this man wondrous neare him Just of his height and making too you seeme a Leader The. Good sir do not shame me more I know your anger And lesse then death I looke not for Ar. You shall be my charge sir it seemes you want foes When you would make your friends your Enemies A running bloud ye have but I shall cure ye Bur. Good sir Ar. No more good Lord beate forward Souldiers And you march in the reare you have lost your places Ex. Scaene 6. Enter Duke Olimpia Honora Viola Du. You shall not be thus sullen still with me sister You doe the most unnobly to be angry For as I have a soule I never touch'd her I never yet knew one unchast thought in her I must confesse I lov'd her as who would not I must confesse I doated on her strangely I offer'd all yet so strong was her honour So fortifi'd as faire no hope could reach her And whilst the world beheld this and confirmd it Why would you be so jealous Ol. Good sir pardon me I feele sufficiently my follies pennance And am asham'd that shame a thousand sorrowes Feed on continually would I had never seen her Or with a clearer judgement look'd upon her She was too good for me so heavenly good sir Nothing but heaven can love that soule sufficiently Enter Burris Where I shall see her once againe Du. No more teares If she be within the Dukedome wee 'l recover her Welcome Lord Burris faire newes I hope Bu. Most faire sir Without one drop of bloud these wars are ended The Souldier coold againe indeed asham'd sir And all his anger ended Du. Where 's Lord Archas Bur. Not far off sir with him his valiant son Head of this fire but now a prisoner And if by your sweet mercie not prevented I feare some fatall stroke Drums Enter Archas Theodore Gentlemen Souldiers Du. I heare the drums beate Welcome my worthy friend Ar. Stand where ye are sir Even as you love your Country move not forward Nor plead for peace till I have done a justice A justice on this villaine none of mine now A justice on this Rebell Hon. O my Brother Ar. This fatall firebrand Du. Forget not old man He is thy son of thine owne bloud Ar. In these veines No treacherie e're harbour'd yet no mutinie I ne're gave life to lewd and headstrong Rebels Du. 'T is his first fault Ar. Not of a thousand sir Or were it so it is a fault so mightie So strong against the nature of all mercie His mother were she living would not weep for him He dare not say he would live The. I must not sir Whilst you say 't is not fit your Graces mercy Not to my life appli'd but to my fault sit The worlds forgivenesse next last on my knees sir I humbly beg Do not take from me yet the name of father Strike me a thousand blowes but let me dye yours Ar. He moves my heart I must be suddaine with him I shall grow faint else in my execution Come come sir you have seen death now meet him bravely Du. Hold hold I say a little hold consider Thou hast no more sons Archas to inherit thee Ar. Yes sir I have another and a nobler No treason shall inherit me young Archas A boy as sweet as young my brother breeds him My noble brother Briskie breeds him nobly Him let your favour find give him your honour Enter Putskie alias Briskie and Alinda alias Archas. Pu. Thou hast no child left Archas none to inherit thee If thou strikst that stroke now behold young Archas Behold thy brother here thou bloudy brother As bloudy to this sacrifice as thou art Heave up thy sword and mine 's heav'd up strike Archas And I 'le strike too as suddenly as deadly Have mercy and I 'le have mercy the Duke gives it Looke upon all these how they weep it from thee Choose quickly and begin Du. On your obedience On your allegeance save him Ar. Take him to ye Soul shout And sirha be an honest man ye have reason I thanke ye worthy Brother welcome child Mine owne sweet child Du. Why was this boy concealed thus Put. Your graces pardon Fearing the vow you made against my brother And that your anger would not only light On him but find out all his familie This young boy to preserve from after danger Like a young wench hether I brought my selfe In the habit of an ordinarie Captaine Disguis'd got entertainement and serv'd here That I might still be ready to all fortunes The boy your Grace tooke nobly entertain'd him But thought a Girle Alinda Madam Ol. Stand away And let me looke upon him Du. My young Mistris This is a strange metamorphosis Alinda Al. Your graces
beast spirituall food Refus'd by my sicke pallat 't is resolv'd How far off father doth this new made Hermit Make his abode Fri. Some two dayes journey son Claran. Having reveal'd my faire intentions to ye I hope your piety will not deny me Your aides to further 'em Fri. That were against a good mans charity Claran. My first request is You would some time for reasons I will shew you Defer delivery of Lidians Letters To faire Olinda Fri. Well sir Claran. For what followes You shall direct me something I will do A new borne zeale and friendship prompts me to Ex. Enter Dorilaus Cleander Chamberlaine Table Tapers and three stooles Clea. We have supp'd well friend let our beds be ready We must be stirring early Cham. They are made sir Dor. I cannot sleep yet where 's the joviall host You told me of 'tas been my custome ever To parley with mine host Clea. He 's a good fellow And such a one I know you love to laugh with Go call your Master up Cham. He cannot come sir Dor. Is he a bed with his wife Cham. No certainly Dor. Or with some other ghests Cham. Neither and 't like ye Clea. Why then he shall come by your leave my friend I 'le fetch him up my selfe Cham. Indeed you 'l faile sir Dor. Is he i' th' house Cham. No but he is hard by sir He is fast in 's grave he has been dead these three weekes Dor. Then o' my conscience he will come but lamely And discourse worse Clean. Farewell mine honest Host then Mine honest merry Host will you to bed yet Dor. No not this houre I prethee sit and chat by me Clean. Give us a quart of wine then wee 'l be merry Dor. A match my son pray let your wine be living Or lay it by your Master Cham. It shall be quick sir Exit Dor. Has not mine Host a wife Clean. A good old woman Dor. Another coffine that is not so hansome Your Hostesses in Innes should be blith things Pretty and young to draw in passengers She 'l never fill her beds well if she be not beauteous Clean. And curteous too Enter Chamberlaine with wine Dor. I I and a good fellow That will mistake sometimes a Gentleman For her good man well done here 's to Lisander Clean. My full love meets it make fire in our lodgings Wee 'l trouble thee no farther to your Son Ex. Cham. Dor. Put in Clarange too off with 't I thanke ye This wine drinkes merrier still O for mine Host now Were he alive againe and well dispos'd I would so claw his pate Clean. Y' are a hard drinker Dor. I love to make mine Host drunke he will lye then The rarest and the roundest of his friends His quarrels and his ghests and they are the best bauds too Take 'em in that tune Clean. You know all Dor. I did son but time and armes have worne me out Clea. 'T is late sir I heare none stirring A lute is struck Dor. Hark what 's that a Lute 'T is at the doore I thinke Clean. The doores are shut fast Dor. 'T is morning sure the Fidlers are got up To fright mens sleepes have we ne're a pispot ready Clea. Now I remember I have heard mine Host that 's dead Touch a lute rarely and as rarely sing too A brave still meane Dor. I would give a brace of French Crownes To see him rise and Fidle A Song T Is late and cold stirre up the fire Sit close and draw the Table nigher Be merry and drinke wine that 's old A hearty medicine 'gainst a cold Your beds of want on downe the best Where you shall tumble to your rest I could wish you wenches too But I am dead and cannot do Call for the best the house may ring Sacke White and Claret let them bring And drinke apace while breath you have You 'l find but cold drinke in the grave Plover Patridge for your dinner And a Capon for the sinner You shall find ready when you are up And your horse shall have his sup Welcome shall flye round And I shall smile though under ground Clean. Harke a Song now as I live it is his voice Dor. He sings well the devill has a pleasant pipe Clea. The fellow lyed sure Enter Host He is not dead he 's here how pale he lookes Dor. Is this he Clean. Yes Host You are welcome noble Gentlemen My brave old ghest most welcome Clean. Lying knaves To tell us you were dead come sit downe by us We thanke ye for your Song Host Would 't had been better Dor. Speake are ye dead Host Yes indeed am I Gentlemen I have been dead these three weekes Dor. Then here 's to ye to comfort your cold body Clean. What do ye meane stand further off Dor. I will stand nearer to him Shall he come out on 's coffin to beare us company And we not bid him welcome come mine Host Mine honest Host here 's to ye Host Spirits sir drinke not Clea. Why do ye appeare Host To waite upon ye Gentlemen 'Thas been my duty living now my farewell I feare ye are not us'd accordingly Dor. I could wish you warmer company mine Host How ever we are us'd Host Next to entreate a courtesie And then I goe to peace Clea. Is 't in our power Host Yes and 't is this to see my body buried In holy ground for now I lye unhallowed By the clarkes fault let my new grave be made Amongst good fellowes that have died before me And merry Hostes of my kind Clea. It shall be done Dor. And forty stoopes of wine dranke at thy funerall Clea. Do you know our travell Host Yes to seeke your friends That in afflictions wander now Clean. Alas Host Seeke 'em no farther but be confident They shall returne in peace Dor. There 's comfort yet Clea. Pray ye one word more is 't in your power mine Host Answer me softly some houres before my death To give me warning Host I cannot tell ye truly But if I can so much alive I lov'd ye I will appeare againe adieu Exit Dor. Adieu sir Clean. I am troubl'd these strange apparitions are For the most part fatall Dor. This if told will not Find credit the light breakes a pace let 's lye downe And take some little rest an houre or two Then do mine hostes desire and so returne I do beleeve him Clean. So do I to rest sir Exeunt Enter Caliste and Clarinda Cal. Clarinda Clarin. Madam Cal. Is the house well ordered The doores look'd to now in your Masters absence Your care and diligence amongst the Servants Clarin. I am stirring Madam Cal. So thou art Clarinda More then thou ought'st I am sure why dost thou blush Clarin. I do not blush Cal. Why dost thou hang thy head wench Clarin. Madam ye are deceiv'd I looke upright I understand ye not she has spied Leon aside Shame of his want of caution Cal. Looke on me what blush againe Clarin. 'T is more
words were After Confession live long deare Lidian Possest of all thy wishes and of me He did desire bathing my hand with teares That with my best care I should seek and finde you And from his dying mouth prevaile so with you That you a while should leave your Hermites strictnesse And on his monument pay a teare or two To witnesse how you lov'd him Lid. O my heart to witnesse how I lov'd him would he had not Lead me unto his grave but sacrific'd His sorrowes upon mine he was my friend My noble friend I will bewayle his ashes His fortunes and poore mine were born together And I will weep 'em both I will kneele by him And on his hallow'd earth doe my last duties I le gather all the pride of spring to deck him Wood-bines shall grow upon his honour'd grave And as they prosper claspe to shew our friendship And when they wither I le die too Clar. Who would not Desire to dye to be bewaild thus nobly Fri. There is a Legacy he hath bequeath'd you But of what value I must not discover Untill those Rites and pious Ceremonies Are duly tender'd Lid. I am too full of sorrow to be inquisitive Lis. To think of his I doe forget mine owne woes Enter Alcidon Alc. Graze thy fill now Thou hast done thy businesse ha who have we here Lisander Lidian and two reverend Friers What a strange Scene of sorrow is exprest In different postures in their looks and station A common Painter eying these to helpe His dull invention might draw to the life The living sonnes of Priam as they stood On the pale walls of Troy when Hector fell Under Achilles Speare I come too late My horse though good and strong mov'd like a Tortoise Ill newes had wings and hath got here before me All Pythagoreans not a word Lid. O Alcidon Deep rivers with soft murmures glide along The shallow roare Clarange Lis. Cloridon Chrysanthes spare my grief and apprehend What I should speak Alc. Their fates I have long since For your sake mourn'd Clarange's death for so Your silence doth confirme till now I heard not Are these the bounds that are prescrib'd unto The swelling seas of sorrow Lis. The bounds Alcidon Can all the windes of mischiefe from all quarters Euphrates Ganges Tigris Volga Po Paying at once their tribute to this Ocean Make it swell higher I am a murtherer Banish'd proscrib'd is there ought else that can Be added to it Lid. I have lost a friend Priz'd dearer then my being and he dead My misery 's at the height contemne the worst Of fortunes malice Alc. How our humane weaknesse Growne desperate from small disasters makes us Imagine them a period to our sorrowes When the first syllable of greater woes Is not yet written Lid. How Lis. Speak it at large Since griefe must break my heart I am ambitious It should be exquisite Alc. It must be told Yet e're you heare it with all care put on The surest Armour anvil'd in the shop Of passive fortitude the good Cleander Your friend is murther'd Lis. 'T is a terrible pang And yet it will not doe I live yet act not The tortrers part if that there be a blow Beyond this give it and at once dispatch me Alc. Your sword dyed in his heart bloud was found near him Your private conference at mid-night urg'd With faire Caliste which by her whose pure truth Would never learne to tell a lie being granted She by inrag'd Beronte is accus'd Of murther and adulterie and you However I dare sweare it false concluded Her principall agent Lid. Wave upon wave rowles o're me My sister my deare sister Clar. Hold great heart Fri. Teare open his Doublet Lis. Is this wound too narrow For my life to get out at Bring me to A Cannon loaded and some pittying friend Give fire unto it while I nayle my breast Unto his thundring mouth that in the instant I may be peece-meale torne and blowne so far As not one joynt of my dismember'd limbes May ever be by search of man found out Cleander Yet why name I him however His fall deserv'd an earth-quake if compar'd With what true honour in Caliste suffers Is of no moment my good Angel keep me From blasphemy and strike me dumb before In th' agony of my spirit I doe accuse The powers above for their unjust permission Of vertue innocent vertue to be branded With the least vitious marke Clar. I never saw a man so far transported Alc. Give it way 't is now no time to stop it Lanc. Sir I have bought Enter Lancelot Fresh horses and as you respect your life Speedily back 'em the Archers of the Kings guard Are every where in quest of you Lis. My life Perish all such with thee that wish it longer Strikes Lancelot Let it but cleare Caliste's innocence And Nestors age to mine was youth I le flye To meet the rage of my incensed King And wish his favourites ghost appear'd in flames To urge him to revenge let all the tortures That tyranny ever found out circle me Provided justice set Caliste free Ex. Lisander Alcidon Lancelot Alc. I le follow him Lid. I am rooted here Fri. Remember your dear friends last request your sisters dangers With the aides that you may lend her Lid. Pray you support me My legs deny their office Clar. I grow still Farther engag'd unto his matchlesse vertues And I am dead indeed untill I pay The debt I owe him in a noble way Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Dorilaus and Servant Dor. THou hast him safe Serv. As fast as locks can make him He must break through three doores and cut the throats Of ten tall fellowes if that hee scape us Besides as far as I can apprehend He hath no such invention for his looks Are full of penitence Dor. Trust not a knaves looks They are like a whores oathes How does my poore daughter Brook her restraint Serv. With such a resolution As well becomes your Lordships childe Knock within Dor. Who 's that Serv. Monsieur Lemure Enter Lemur Dor. This is a speciall favour And may stand an example in the court For courtesie It is the Clyants duty To wait upon his patron you prevent me That am your humble suter Lemure My neare place About the King though it swell others cannot Make me forget your worth and age which may Challenge much more respect and I am sorry That my endeavours for you have not met with The good successe I wish'd I mov'd the King With my best advantage both of time and place i th' favour of your daughter Dor. How doe you finde his Majesty affected Lem. Not to be Sway'd from the rigour of the Law yet so far The rarity of the cause hath won upon him That he resolves to have in his owne person The hearing of it her tryall will be noble And to my utmost strength where I may serve her My aydes shall not be wanting Dor. I
For me thinkes he talkes hansomely Py. And truly As neare as my understanding shall enable me You look as if you kept my Ladies secrets Nay doe not laugh for I meane honestly How these young things tattle when they get a toy by th' end And how their hearts goe pit a pat and look for it Wou'd it not dance too if it had a Fiddle Your gravity I ghesse to take the Petitions And heare the lingring suits in love dispos'd Their sighes and sorrowes in their proper place You keep the ayme office Qui. Prethee suffer him For as I live hee 's a pretty fellow I love to here sometimes what men think of us And thus deliver'd freely 't is no malice Proceed good honest man Pin. I will good Madam According to mens states and dignities Moneyes and moveables you rate their dreames And cast the Nativity of their desires If he reward well all he thinks is prosperous And if he promise place his dreams are Oracles Your ancient practique Art too in these discoveries Who loves at such a length who a span farther And who drawes home yeeld you no little profit For these yee milk by circumstance Qui. Yee are cunning Pin. And as they Oyle ye and advance your spindle So you draw out the lines of love your doores too The doores of destiny that men must passe through These are faire places Pan. He knowes all Pin. Your trap doores To pop fooles in it that have no providence Your litle wickets to work wise men like wires throgh at And draw their states and bodies into Cobwebs Your Posterne doores to catch those that are cautelous And would not have the worlds eye finde their knaveries Your doores of danger some men hate a pleasure Unlesse that may be full of feares your hope doores And those are fine commodities where fooles pay For every new encouragement a new custome You have your doores of honour and of pleasure But those are for great Princes glorious vanities That travell to be famous through diseases There be the doores of povertie and death too But these you doe the best you can to damme up For then your gaine goes out Qui. This is a rare lecture Pin. Read to them that understand Pan. Beshrew me I dare not venture on ye yee cut too keen sir Qui. We thank you sir for your good mirth Enter Quisara You are a good Companion Here comes the Princesse now attend your businesse Quisar. Is there no remedy no hopes can help me No wit to set me free whos 's there hoe Quisan. Troubled her looks are almost wilde What ailes the Princesse I know nothing she wants Quisar. Who 's that there with you Oh Signeur Piniero you are most welcome How does your noble uncle Pin. Sad as you are Madam But he commends his service and this Letter Quisar. Goe off attend within Faire sir I thank ye Pray be no stranger for indeed you are welcome For your owne vertues welcome Quis. We are mistaken This is some brave fellow sure Pan. I 'me sure hee 's a bold fellow But if she hold him so we must beleeve it Ex. Quisar. Doe you know of this faire sir Pin. I ghesse it Madam And whither it intends I had not brought it else Quis. It is a businesse of no common reckoning Pin. The handsomer for him that goes about it Slight actions are rewarded with slight thanks Give me a matter of some waight to wade in Quis. And can you love your Uncle so directly So seriously and so full to undertake this Can there be such a faith Pyn: Dare you say I to it And set me on 't is no matter for my Uncle Or what I owe to him dare you but wish it Quisar I wou'd faine Pyn. Have it done say but so Lady Quisan. Conceive it so Pyn. I will 't is that I am bound too Your will that must command me and your pleasure The faire aspects of those eyes that must direct me I am no Uncles agent I am mine owne Lady I scorne my able youth should plough for others Or my ambition serve for pay I ayme Although I never hit as high as any man And the reward I reach at shall be equall And what love spurs me on to this desire Makes me forget an honest man a brave man A valiant and a vertuous man my country-man Armusia The delight of all the Minions Is love of you doting upon your beauty the admiration of your excellence Make me but servant to the poorest smile Or the least grace you have bestow'd on others And see how suddenly I le worke your safety And set your thoughts at peace I am no flatterer To promise infinitely and out-dream dangers To lye a bed and sweare men into Feavers Like some of your trim suters when I promise The light is not more constant to the world Then I am to my word She turnes for millions Quisar. I have not seen a braver confirm'd courage Pyn. For a tun of Crownes she turns she is a woman And much I feare a worse then I expected You are the object Lady you are the eye In which all excellence appears all wonder From which all hearts take fire all hands their valour And when he stands disputing when you bid him Or but thinks of his estate Father Mother Friends Wife and Children Is a foole and I scorne him And be but to make cleane his sword coward Men have forgot their fealty to beauty Had I the place in your affections My most unworthy uncle is fit to fall from Liv'd in those blessed eyes and read the stories Of everlasting pleasures figur'd there I wou'd finde out your cōmands before you thought 'em And bring 'em to you done ere you dream't of 'em Quis. I admire his boldnesse Pyn. This or any thing Your brothers death mine uncles any mans No state that stands secure if you frowne on it Look on my youth I bring no blastings to you The first flower of my strength my faith Quis. No more sir I am too willing to believe rest satisfi'd If you dare doe for me I shall be thankfull You are a handsome gentleman a faire one My servant if you please I feale it thus sir No more till you deserve more Exit Pyn. I am rewarded This woman's cunning but she 's bloudy too Although she pulls her Tallons in she 's mischievous Form'd like the face of heaven cleare and transparent I must pretend still beare 'em both in hopes For feare some bloudy slave thrust in indeed Fashion'd and flesh'd to what they wish well uncle What will become of this and what dishonour Follow this fatall shaft if shot let time tell I can but only feare and crosse to crosse it Exit Enter Armusia Emanuel Soza Em. Why are you thus sad what can grieve or vex you That have the pleasures of the world the profits The honour and the loves at your disposes Why should a man that wants nothing want his quiet Ar. I want what
He doe's not follow us Give me a steeple top Leo. They live they live sir Ant. Hold up your manly face They live they are here Son Dem. These are the men 1 Gent. They are and live to honour ye Dem. How scap't ye noble friends me thought I saw ye Even in the jawes of death 2. Gent. Thanks to our folly That spurr'd us on we were indeed hedg'd round in 't And ev'n beyond the hand of succour beaten Unhors'd disarm'd and what we lookt for then sir Let such poore weary soules that heare the Bell knoll And see the grave a digging tell Dem. For heaven sake Delude mine eyes no longer how came ye off 1. Gent. Against all expectation the brave Seleucus I thinke this day enamour'd on your vertue VVhen through the Troops he saw ye shoot like lightning And at your manly courage all tooke fire And after that the miserie we fell too The never-certaine fate of war considering As we stood all before him fortunes ruines Nothing but death expecting a short time He made a stand upon our youths and fortunes Then with an eye of mercy inform'd his judgement How yet unripe we were unblowne unhardend Unfitted for such fatall ends he cryed out to us Goe Gentlemen commend me to your Master To the most high and hopefull prince Demetrius Tell him the valour that he showed against me This day the virgin valour and true fire Deserves even from an Enemie this courtesie Your lives and Armes freely I 'le give 'em thanke him And thus we are return'd Sir Leo. Faith 't was well done 'T was bravely done was 't not a noble part Sir Lieu. Had I been there up had I gone I am sure on 't These noble tricks I never durst trust 'em yet Leo. Let me not live and 't were not a famed honestie It takes me such a tickling way now would I wish heaven But ee'n the happines ee'n that poore blessing For all the sharp afflictions thou hast sent me But ee'n i' th' head o' th' field to take Seleucus I should doe something memorable fie sad still 1. Gent. Doe you grieve we are come off Dem. Unransom'd was it 2. Gent. It was sir Dem. And with such a fame to me Said ye not so Leo. Ye have heard it Dem. O Leontius Better I had lost 'em all my selfe had perished And all my fathers hopes Leo. Mercy upon ye VVhat ayle ye Sir death doe not make fooles on 's Neither goe to Church nor tarry at home That 's a fine Horne-pipe Ant. VVhat 's now your griefe Demetrius Dem. Did he not beat us twice Leo. He beate a pudding Beate us but once Dem. Has beate me twice and beat me to a coward Beat me to nothing Lieu. Is not the devill in him Leo. I pray it be no worse Dem. Twice conquer'd me Leo. Bear witnesse all the world I am a dunce here Dem. With valour first he strook me then with honour That stroak Leontius that strook do'st thou not feele it Leo. Where abouts was it for I remember nothing yet Dem. All these gentlemen That were his prisoners Leo. Yes he set 'em free sir With Armes and honour Dem. There there now thou hast it At mine owne weapon Courtesie h 'as beaten me At that I was held a Master in he has cow'd me Hotter then all the dint o th' fight he has charg'd me Am I not now a wretched fellow think on 't And when thou hast examin'd all wayes honourable And find'st no doore left open to requite this Conclude I am a wretch and was twice beaten Ant. I have observ'd your way and understand it And equall love it as Demetrius My noble childe thou shalt not fall in vertue I and my power will sink first you Leontius Wait for a new Commission ye shall out againe And instantly you shall not lodge this night here Not see a friend nor take a blessing with ye Before ye be i th' field the enemy is up still And still in ful designe Charge him againe Son And either bring home that againe thou hast lost there Or leave thy body by him Dem. Ye raise me And now I dare look up againe Leontius Leo. I I sir I am thinking who we shall take of 'em To make all straight and who we shall give toth ' devill VVhat saist thou now Lieutenant Lieu. I say nothing Lord what aile I that I have no minde to fight now I finde my constitution mightily alter'd Since I came home I hate all noises too Especially the noise of Drums I am now as well As any living man why not as valiant To fight now is a kinde of vomit to me It goes against my stomack Dem. Good sir presently You cannot doe your Son so faire a favour Ant. 'T is my intent I le see ye march away too Come get your men together presently Leontius And presse where please you as you march Leo. VVe goe sir Ant. VVait you on me I le bring ye to your command And then to fortune give you up Dem. Ye love me Ext. Leo. Goe get the drums beat round Lieutenant Lieu. Harke ye sir I have a foolish businesse they call marriage Leo. After the wars are done Lieu. The partie staies sir I have giv'n the Priest his money too all my friends sir My father and my mother Leo. VVill you goe forward Lieu. She brings a pretty matter with her Leo. Halfe a dozen Bastards Lieu. Some fortie sir Leo. A goodly competency Lieu. I meane sir pounds a year I le dispatch the matter 'T is but a night or two I le overtake ye sir Leo. The 2 old legions yes where lies the horse-quarter Lieu. And if it be a boy I le even make bold sir Leo. Away with your whore A plague o' your whore you damn'd rogue Now ye are cur'd and well must ye be clicketing Lieu. I have broke my minde to my Ancient in my absence Hee 's a sufficient gentleman Leo. Get forward Lieu. Onely receive her portion Leo. Get ye forward Else I le bang ye forward Lieu. Strange sir A Gentleman and an officer cannot have the libertie To doe the office of a man Leo. Shame light on thee How came this whore into thy head Lieu. This whore sir 'T is strange a poore whore Leo. Doe not answer me Troop Troop away doe not name this whore againe Or think there is a whore Lieu. That 's very hard sir Leo. For if thou dost look to 't I le have thee guelded I le walk ye out before me not a word more Ex. Scaene 5. Enter Leucippe and Governesse Leu. Ye are the Mistris of the house ye say Where this young Ladie lies Gov. For want of a better Leu. You may be good enough for such a purpose When was the Prince with her answer me directly Gover. Not since he went a warring Leuc. Very well then What carnall copulation are you privie too Between these two be not afraid we are women And may talke thus amongst
We will be with you instantly the deed done We have a Mask that you expect not The. Thou art ever carefull for Joves Mercury I would not change thee Exit Era. There 's an honour for you Nea. To be compar'd with the celestiall Pimp Joves smock-sworne Squire Dan Hermes Cra, I le deserve it And Gentlemen be assur'd though what we do now Will to the Prince Theanor looke like treason And base disloyalty yet the end shall prove When he 's first taught to know himselfe then you In what he judg'd us false we were must true Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Euphanes Agenor Leonidas Conon Euph. Only make haste my Lords in all things else You are instructed you may draw your swords For shew if you thinke good but on my life You will finde no resistance in his servants And he 's himselfe unarm'd Ag. I would he were not My just rage should not then be lost Euph. Good Sir Have you a care no injury be done Unto the Person of the Prince but Conon Have you an eye on both it is your trust That I relye on Con. Which I will discharge Assure your selfe most faithfully Euph. For the Lady I know your best respect will nor be wanting Then to avoyd suspition and discovery I hold it requisite that as soone as ever The Queene hath seene her she forsake the place And fit her selfe for that which is projected For her good and your honour Leo. If this prosper Beleeve it you have made a purchase of My service and my life Euph. Your love I ayme at Leo. Here I shall finde you Euph. With the Queene Con. Enough Sir Exit Enter Page Page The Queene enquires for you my Lord I have met A dozen Messengers in search of you Enter Queene Ladies Attendants Euph. I knew I should be sought for as I wish'd She 's come her selfe in person Quee. Are you found Sir I wonder where you spend your houres me thinkes Since I so love your company and professe 'T is the best comfort this life yeelds me mine Should not be tedious to you Euph. Gracious Madam To have the happinesse to see and heare you Which by your bounty is conferr'd upon me I hold so great a blessing that my honours And wealth compar'd to that are but as Cyphers To make that number greater yet your pardon For borrowing from my duty so much time As the provision for my sudden Marriage Exacted from me Quee. I perceive this Marriage Will keepe you often from me but I le beare it She 's a good Lady and a faire Euphanes Yet by her leave I will share with her in you I am pleas'd that in the night she shall enjoy you And that 's sufficient for a Wife the day time I will divorce you from her Leo. within We will force you if you resist Queen What noyce is that The. within Base Traytors Euph. It moves this way Enter Agenor Leonidas with Theanor Merione like Beliza Conon Crates Neanthes Sosicles Eraton Guard Quee. What ere it be I le meet it I was not borne to feare Who 's that Beliza Euph. My worthiest noblest Mistris Exit Quee. Stay her ha All of you looke as you were rooted here And wanted motion what new Gorgons head Have you beheld that you are all turn'd Statues This is prodigious ha's none a tongue To speake the cause Leo. Could every haire great Queene Upon my head yeeld an articulate sound And all together speake they could not yet Expresse the villany we have discover'd And yet when with a few unwilling words I have deliver'd what must needs be knowne You 'l say I am too eloquent and wish I had been borne without a tongue Quee. Speak boldly For I unmov'd with any losse will heare Leo. Then know we have found out the Ravisher Of my poore Sister and the place and meanes By which th' unfortunate though faire Beliza Hath met a second violence Euph. This confirmes What but before I doubted to my ruine My Lady ravish'd Quee. Point me out the villaine That guilty wretched monster that hath done this That I may looke on him and in mine eye He read his Sentence Leo. That I truly could Name any other but the Prince that heard You have it all Queen Wonder not that I shake The miracle is greater that I live Having endur'd the thunder that thy words Have throwne upon me dar'st thou kneele with hope Of any favour but a speedy death And that too in the dreadfull'st shape that can Appeare to a dispairing leaprous soule If thou hast any no libidinous beast Thy Lust hath alter'd so thy former being By Heaven I know thee not The. Although unworthy Yet still I am your Son Quee. Thou lyest lyest falsly My whole life never knew but one chaste bed Nor e're desir'd warmth but from lawfull fires Can I be then the Mother to a Goat Whose lust is more insatiate then the grave And like infectious ayre engenders plagues To murder all that 's chaste or good in woman The Gods I from my youth have serv'd and fear'd Whose holy Temples thou hast made thy Brothells Could a Religious Mother then bring forth So damn'd an Atheist read but o're my life My actions manners and made perfect in them But looke into the story of thy selfe As thou art now not as thou wert Theanor And Reason will compell thee to confesse Thou art a stranger to me Ag. Note but how heavie The weight of guilt is it so low hath sunke him That he wants power to rise up in defence Of his bad cause Quee. Perswade me not Euphanes This is no Prince nor can claime part in me My Son was borne a Free-man this a Slave To beastly passions a fugitive And run-away from vertue bring bonds for him By all the honour that I owe to Justice He loses me for ever that seekes to save him Binde him I say and like a wretch that knowes He stands condemn'd before he heares the Sentence With his base Agents from my sight remove him And lodge them in the Dungeon As a Queene And Patronesse to Justice I command it Thy teares are like unseasonable showres And in my heart now steel'd can make no entrance Thou art cruell to thy selfe Foole 't is not want In me of soft compassion when thou left'st To be a Son I ceas'd to be a Mother Away with them The children I will leave To keepe my name to all posterities Shall be the great examples of my Justice The government of my Country which shall witnesse How well I rul'd my selfe bid the wrong'd Ladies Appeare in Court to morrow we will heare them And by one Act of our severity For feare of punishment or love to vertue Teach others to be honest all will shun To tempt her Lawes that would not spare her Son Exe. Scaena Tertia Enter Onos Unckle and Tutor Unc. Nay Nephew Tut. Pupill heare but reason On. No I have none and will heare none oh my honor My honour
but a hatchment by me only held To shew I was a Souldier had not Cesar Chaind all defence in this doom let him die Old as I am and quenchd with scarres and sorrowes Yet would I make this witherd Arme do wonders And open in an enemy such wounds Mercy would weep to look on Pon. Then have at ye And look upon me and be sure ye feare not Remember who you are and why you live And what I have been to you cry not hold Nor think it base injustice I should kill ye Aec. I am prepard for all Pon. For now Aecius Thou shalt behold and find I was no traitor And as I doe it blesse me die as I doe Pontius kills himselfe Aec. Thou hast deceiv'd me Pontius and I thank thee By all my hopes in heaven thou art a Roman Pon. To shew you what you ought to doe this is not For slanders selfe would shame to find you coward Or willing to out-live your honestie But noble Sir ye have been jealous of me And held me in the rancks of dangerous persons And I must dying say it was but justice Ye cast me from my credit yet believe me For there is nothing now but truth to save me And your forgivenesse though ye held me hainous And of a troubled spirit that like fire Turnes all to flames it meets with ye mistook me If I were foe to any thing t' was ease Want of the Souldiers due the Enemy The nakednesse we found at home and scorne Children of peace and pleasures no regard Nor comfort for our scarres but how we got 'em To rusty time that eate our bodies up And even began to prey upon our honours To wants at home and more then wants abuses To them that when the Enemy invaded Made us their Saints but now the sores of Rome TTo silken flattery and pride plaind over Forgetting with what wind their feathers saile And under whose protection their soft pleasures Grow full and numberlesse to this I am foe Not to the state or any point of duty And let me speake but what a Souldier may Truly I ought to be so yet I errd Because a far more noble sufferer Shewd me the way to patience and I lost it This is the end I die Sir to live basely And not the follower of him that bred me In full account and vertue Pontius dare not Much lesse to out-live what is good and flatter Aec. I want a name to give thy vertue Souldier For only good is farre below thee Pontius The gods shall find thee one thou hast fashiond death In such an excellent and beauteous manner I wonder men can live Canst thou speake once more For thy words are such harmony a soule Would choose to flye to heaven in Pon. A farewell Good noble Generall your hand forgive me And think what ever was displeasing you Was none of mine ye cannot live Aec. I will not Yet one word more Pon. Dye nobly Rome farewell And Valentinian fall thou hast broke thy bases In joy ye have given me a quiet death I would strike more wounds if I had more breath he dyes Aec. Is there an houre of goodnesse beyond this Or any man would out-live such a dying Would Cesar double all my honours on me And stick me ore with favours like a Mistris Yet would I grow to this man I have loved But never doated on a face till now O death thou art more than beautie and thy pleasure Beyond posterity Come friends and kill me Cesar be kind and send a thousand swords The more the greater is my fall why stay ye Come and I le kisse your weapons feare me not By all the gods I le honour ye for killing Appeare or through the Court and world I le search ye My sword is gone ye are Traitors if ye spare me And Cesar must consume ye all base cowards I le follow ye and ere I dye proclaime ye The weeds of Italy the drosse of nature Exit Where are ye villaines traytors slaves Enter Proculus and 3. others running over the Stage Pro. I knew H 'ad killd the Captain 1. Here 's his sword Pro. Let it alone 't will fight it selfe else friends An hundred men are not enough to doe it I le to the Emperor and get more ayd Aec. None strike a poore condemnd man Pro. He is mad Shift for your selves my masters Exeunt Aec. Then Aecius Enter Aecius See what thou darst thy selfe hold my good sword Thou hast been kept from bloud too long I le kisse thee For thou art more then friend now my preserver Shew me the way to happinesse I seeke it And all you great ones that have falne as I do To keep your memories and honours living Be present in your vertues and assist me That like strong Cato I may put away All promises but what shall crown my ashes Rome fartheewell stand long and know to conquer Whilst there is people and ambition Now for a stroak shall turne me to a Star I come ye blessed spirits make me room To live for ever in Elizium Doe men feare this O that posterity Could learne from him but this that loves his wound There is no paine at all in dying well Nor none are lost but those that make their hell kills himselfe Enter Proculus and two others 1. Within Hee 's dead draw in the Guard againe Pro. Hee 's dead indeed And I am glad hee 's gone he was a devill His body if his Eunuches come is theirs The Emperor out of his love to vertue Has given 'em that Let no man stop their entrance Exit Enter Phidias and Aretus Phi. O my most Noble Lord look here Aretus Heer 's a sad sight Are. O cruelty O Cesar O times that bring forth nothing but destruction And overflowes of bloud why wa' st thou kild Is it to be a just man now againe As when Tiberius and wild Nero raignd Only assurance of his over-throw Phil. It is Aretus he that would live now Must like the Toad feed only on corruptions And grow with those to greatnesse honest vertue And the true Roman honour faith and valour That have been all the riches of the Empire Now like the fearefull tokens of the Plague Are meer fore-runners of their ends that owe 'em Are. Never enough lamented Lord deer master Enter Maximus Of whom now shal we learn to live like men From whom draw out our actions just and worthy Oh thou art gone and gone with thee all goodnesse The great example of all equitie O thou alone a Roman thou art perishd Faith fortitude and constant noblenesse Weep Rome weep Jtaly weep all that knew him And you that feard him as a noble Foe If Enemies have honourable teares Weep this decayd Aecius falne and scatterd By foule and base suggestion Pho. O Lord Maximus This was your worthy friend Max. The gods forgive me Think not the worse my friends I shed not teares Great griefes lament within yet now I have found'em Would
have his hand cut off which since I heard And to my comfort brave Caesario Worthyly prevented Pros. And 't was nobly done Albert. Yet the revenge for this intent of mine Hath bred much slaughter in our families And yet my wife which infinitly moanes me Intends to marry my sole heire Clarissa To the head branch of the other faction Pros. T is the meane to work reconcilement Alber. Betweene whom Pros. Your selfe and the worthy Baptista Alber. Never Pros. O you have been of a noble and remarkable freindship And by this match t is generally in Florence Hop'd t will fully be reconcild to me 'T would be absolute content Iulia And to my selfe I have maine interest in it Alb. Noble Sir you may command my heart to breake for you But never to bend that way poore Caesario When thou puft'st on thy mournfull willow garland Thy enemy shall be suted I do vow In the same livery my Caesario Loved as my foster child though not my sonne Which in some countryes formerly were barbarous Was a name held most affectionate thou art lost Vnfortunate young man not only slighted Where thou received'st thy breeding but since scorn'd i th' way of marriage by the poore Bianca The In-keepers daughter Pros. I have heard of that too But let not that afflict you for this Lady May happily deliver at more leasure A circumstance may draw a faire event Better then you can hope for For this present we must leave you And shall visit you againe within these two houres Enter Caesario Albert. Ever to me most welcome O my Caesario Caesar. I am none of yours Sir so t is protested And I humbly beg Since t is not in your power to preserve me Any longer in a noble course of life Give me a worthy death Alber. The youth is mad Caesar. Nay Sir I will instruct you in a way To kill me honorably Alber. That were most strange Caesar. I am turning Pirate You may be imployed By the Duke to fetch me in and in a sea-fight Give me a noble grave Alber. Questionlesse he 's mad I would give any Doctor A thousand crownes to free him from this sorrow Caesar. Here 's the Physitian Shewes a Poniard Alber. Hold Sir I did say To free you from the sorrow not from life Caesar. Why life and sorrow are unseparable Alber. Be comforted Caesario Mentivole Shall not marry Clarissa Caesar. No Sir ere he shall I le kill him Alber. But you forfeit your own life then Caesar. That 's worth nothing Alber. Caesario be thy selfe be mine Caesario Make not thy selfe uncapable of that portion I have full purpose to confer upon thee By falling into madnesse beare thy wrongs With noble patience the afflicted freind Which ever in all actions crownes the end Ces. You well awake me nay recover'd me Both to sence and full life ô most noble sir Though I have lost my fortune and lost you For a worthy Father yet I will not loose My former vertue my integrity Shall not yet forsake me but as the wilde Ivy Spredds and thrives better in some pittious ruin Of tower or defac'd Temple then it does Planted by a new building so shall I Make my adversity my instrument To winde me up into a full content Alber. T is worthily resolv'd our first adventure Is to stop the marriage for thy other losses Practis'd by a womans malice but account them Like conjurers windes rais'd to a fearefull blast And doe some mischeife but do never last Exeunt Enter Forobosco and Clowne Clow. Now sir will you not acknowledge that I have mightily advancte your practice Forobos. T is confest and I will make thee a great man for 't Clow. I take a course to do that my selfe for I drinke sack in abundance Foro. O my rare rascall We must remove Clow. Whither Foro. Any whither Europe is to little to be cozned by us I am ambitious to goe to the East-Indies thou and I to ride on our brace of Elephants Clow. And for my part I long to be in England agen you wil never get so much as in England we have shifted many countryes and many names but traunce the world over you shall never purse up so much gold as when you were in England and call'd your selfe Doctor Lambe-stones Foro. T was an atractive name I confesse women were then my only admirers Clow, And all their visits was either to further their lust or reveng injuries Foro You should have forty in a morning beleager my closett and strive who should be cozend first amongst fourescore love-sick waighting women that has come to me in a morning to learne what fortune should betide them in their first marriage I have found above 94 to have lost their maidenheads Clow. By their owne confession but I was faine to be your male midwife and worke it out of them by circumstance Foro. Thou wast and yet for all this frequent resort of women and thy handling of their urinalls and their cases thou art not given to lechery what should be the reason of it thou hast wholsome flesh enough about thee me thinkes the divell should tempt thee too 't Clow. What need he do that when he makes me his instrument to tempt others Foro. Thou canst not chuse but utter thy rare good parts thou wast an excellent baude I acknowledge Clow. Well and what I have done that way I will spare to speake of all you and I have done sir and though we should Foro. We will for England that 's for certaine Clow. We shall never want there Foro, Want the Court of Wards shall want mony first for I professe my selfe Lord Paramount over fooles and madfolkes Clow. Do but store your selfe with lyes enough against you come thither Foro. VVhy that 's all the familarity I ever had with the Divell my guift of lying they say hee s the Father of lyes and though I cannot conjure yet I professe my selfe to be one of his poore gossips I will now reveale to thee a rare peece of service Clow. VVhat is it my most worshipful Doctor Lambstones Foro. There is a Captaine come lately from Sea They call Prosper I saw him this morning Through a chincke of wainscote that divides my lodging And the Host of the house withdraw my Host and Hostesse the faire Biancha and an antient gentlewoman into their bedchamber I could not overheare their conference but I saw such a masse of gold Iewels when he had done he loc't it up into a casket great joy there was amongst them forth they are gone into the city and my Host told me at his going forth he thought he should not returne till after supper now sir in their absence will we fall to our picklocks enter the chamber seize the Iewels make an escape from Florence and wee are made for ever Clow. But if they should goe to a true conjurer and fetch us back in a whirle winde Foro. Doe not beleeve there is any
Martius thou now hast found a way to conquer me Dor. O star of Rome what gratitude can speak fit words to follow such a deed as this Mar. Doth Juno talk or Dorigen Val. You are observ'd Mar. This admirable Duke Valerius with his disdain of Fortune and of Death captiv'd himself hath captivated me and though my arm hath ta'ne his body here his soul hath subjugated Martius soul By Romulus he is all soul I think he hath no flesh and spirit cannot be gyv'd then we have vanquished nothing he is free and Martius walks now in captivitie Soph. How fares the noble Roman Mar. Why Dor. Your blood is sunk down to your heart and your bright eyes have lost their splendor Mar. Baser fires go out when the Sun shines on 'em I am not well an Apoplectick fit I use to have after my heats in war carelesly coold Soph. Martius shall rest in Athens with his friends till this distemper leave him O great Roman see Sophocles doe that for thee he could not do for himself weep Martius by the it grieves me that so brave a soul should suffer under the bodies weak infirmitie Sweet Ladie take him to thy loving charge and let thy care be tender Dor. Kingly Sir I am your Nurse and Servant Mar. Oh deer Ladie my Mistris nay my Deity guide me heaven ten wreathes triumphant Martius will give to change a Martius for a Sophocles Can 't not be done Valerius with this boot Inseparable affection ever thus colleague with Athens Rome Dor. Beat warlike tunes whilest Dorigen thus honours Martius brow with one victorious wreath more Soph. And Sophocles thus girds his Sword of Conquest to his thigh which ne'r be drawn but cut out Victorie Lords For ever be it thus Exeunt Corn. Corporall Nichodemus a word with you Nic. My worthie Sutler Cornelius it befits not Nichodemus the Roman Officer to parley with a fellow of thy rank the affairs of the Empire are to be occupied Corn. Let the affaires of the Empire lie a while unoccupied sweet Nichodemus I doe require the money at thy hands which thou doest owe mee and if faire means cannot attain force of Armes shall accomplish Nic. Put up and live Corn. I have put up too much already thou Corporall of Concupiscence for I suspect thou hast dishonoured my flock-bed and with thy foolish Eloquence and that bewitching face of thine drawn my Wife the young harlotrie baggage to prosecute her self unto thee Draw therefore for thou shalt find thy self a mortall Corporall Nichod. Stay thy dead-doing hand and heare I will rather descend from my honour and argue these contumelies with thee then clutch thee poor flye in these eaglet of mine or draw my sword of Fate on a Pesant a Besognio a Cocoloch as thou art Thou shalt first understand this foolish eloquence and intolerable beauty of mine both which I protest are meerly naturall are the gifts of the gods with which I have neither sent bawdy Sonnet nor amorous glance or as the vulgar call it sheeps eye to thy betrothed Florence Corin. Thou lyest Nich. O gods of Rome was Nichodemus born to bear these braveries from a poor provant yet when dogs bark or when the asses bray the lion laughs not roars but goes his way Cornel. A o' your poeticall veine This versifying my wife has hornified me Sweet Corporall codshead no more standing on your punctilio's and punketto's of honour they are not worth a lowse the truth is thou art the Generals Bygamie that is his fool and his knave thou art miscreant and recreant not an horse-boy in the Legions but has beaten thee thy beginning was knap-sack and thy ending will be halter-sack Nich. Me thinks I an now Sophocles the wise and thou art Martius the mad Cornel. No more of your tricks good Corporall Letherchops I say thou hast dishonour'd mee and since honour now adaies is onely repaired by money pay mee and I am satisfied Even reckoning keeps long friends Nic. Let us continue friends then for I have been even with thee a long time and though I have not paid thee I have paid thy wife Corn. Flow forth my tears thou hast deflowred her Tarquin the Garden of my delight hedg'd about in which there was but one bowling-Alley for mine owne private procreation thou hast like a thief in the night leap'd the hedge entred my Alley and without my privitie plaid thine owne rubbers Nic. How long shall patience thus securely snore Is it my fault if these attractive eyes this budding chin or rosie-colour'd cheek this comely body and this waxen leg have drawn her into a fools paradise By Cupids I do swear no other she 's chaster far then Lucrece her grand-mother pure as glasse-window ere the rider dash it whiter then Ladies smock when she did wash it for well thou worst though now my hearts Commandresse I once was free and she but the Camps Landresse Corn. I she then came sweet to me no part about her but smelt of Soap-suds like a Dryad out of a wash-bowl Pray or pay Nich. Hold Corn. Was thy cheese mouldy or thy peny-worths small was not thy Ale the mightiest of the earth in Malt and thy stope fill'd like a tide was not thy bed soft and thy Bacon fatter then a dropsie Come Sir Nich. Mars then inspire me with the fencing skill of our Tragedian Actors Honour pricks and Sutler now I come with thwacks and thwicks Grant us one crush one passe and now a high Cavalto fall then up again now down again yet do no harm at all Enter wife Wife O that ever I was born why Gent. Corn. Messaline of Rome away disloyal Concubine I will be deafer to thee then thou art to others I will have my hundred drachma's he owes me thou arrant whore Wife I know he is an hundred drachmaes o' the score but what o' that no bloodshed sweet Cornelius O my heart o' my conscience 't is faln thorow the bottom of my bellie O my sweet Didimus if either of ye miskil one another what will become of poor Florence Pacifie your selves I pray Corn. Go to my heart is not stone I am not marble drie your eyes Florence the scurvie apes-face knows my blinde side well enough leave your puling will this content ye let him taste thy nether lip which in signe of amitie I thus take off again go thy ways and provide the Cows udder Nich. Lilie of Concord And now honest Sutler since I have had proof as well of thy good nature as of thy wives before I will acquaint thee with a project shall fully satisfie thee for thy debt Thou shalt understand I am shortly to be knighted Corn. The devil thou art Nich. Renounce me else for the sustenance of which Worship which Worship many times wants sustenance I have here the Generals grant to have the leading of two hundred men Corn. You jest you jest Nich. Refuse me else to the pit Corn. Mercie on us ha' you not forgot